Martial Peak

Chang Hao and three others were overjoyed, thinking that Yang Kai acquiesced, and the movement became more and more rapid.

But the moment the three of them passed through the crack in the space, Yang Kai suddenly grabbed his hand.

The torn space cracks closed together in a thunderstorm.

Unexpectedly, the bodies of the other two were all cut into two pieces, and all the blood viscera flowed out at once. There was no breath at the moment, and it looked terrible.

On the contrary, it was Chang Hao, who responded extremely quickly, and withdrew from the critical moment to avoid this mortal blow.

After standing firm, Chang Hao glanced sideways with fear, before turning his head to Yang Kai said: "You, you really want to kill!"

Yang Kai looked at him with a deep face, and said, "No one has angered Ben Shao, no one has a good ending!"

"Don't be too arrogant as a person, I am also the son of Brahma Holy Land. I don't think I'm afraid of you!" Chang Hao shouted inwardly.

Yang Kai looked at him indifferently: "Done talking?"

Chang Hao was startled and said horror: "What are you doing!"

"Let's go on the road after finishing talking!" When the words fell, he suddenly waved his hands together, and the empty stream around him suddenly boiled, as if receiving some kind of instruction, Qi Qi wrapped around Changhao, and surrounded him in a moment. In fact, let him move.

Chang Hao's face changed wildly, and he desperately urged the source to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of the strange undercurrent restraint. On the contrary, the deeper he struggled, the deeper his face was, and he looked up at Yang Kai, trembling: Me, I'm willing to pay any price, even if I give my own brand of soul. "

Turning in the brand of his own soul means that he will obey Yang Kai's drive in the future and become Yang Kai's servant.As the Son of Brahma Holy Land, he can put forward such a condition, it can be seen that he is really anxious.

But at this juncture of life and death, Chang Hao only wants to live, but how can he control others?

"Your strength is too low, what's the point of keeping it?" Yang Kai raised his hand slightly. Under the law of space, Changhao suddenly appeared numerous small space cracks around his body, dense and dense, countless.

"The strength is too low ..." Chang Hao's expression was dull, and he felt for the first time that he was deeply insulted. Yang Kai was only a three-level realm of Daoyuan. He was equal to him. He actually said he was too low.

Angrily angry, Chang Hao hysterically said: "I'll fight with you!"

As he spoke, his face turned red, his source suddenly turbulent, and there was a dangerous breath in the whole body.

Seeing this, Yang Kai's face sank, and he grumbled: "Want to explode? That depends on whether you have this opportunity."

......

The small cracks in space suddenly seemed to be given life, Qi Qi cut towards Changhao.

After a dense, soft sound, Chang Hao stayed in place, his expression dull, his eyes staring, the vitality of the whole person quickly dissipated, and the dangerous breath from his body also ceased.

In a few moments, with a clatter, Chang Hao turned into countless pieces, scattered all over the place, and was swallowed up by the undercurrent of the surging space.

As Chang Xian had asked before, Chang Hao was really broken into pieces.

A six-pointed star mark flew out of the spot, rushed straight up towards Yang Kai's back, and turned into a little starlight absorbed by his seven-pointed star mark.

After killing Chang Hao, Yang Kai exhaled softly, and his depressed mood improved slightly.

He stood on the spot, frowning tightly, recalling the information that Yin Lesheng had revealed to himself before.

What kind of place did Xiao Xiao actually go to? This is what he didn't think of anyway.

However, if you really go, there are pros and cons. Yang Kai has always been worried that Xiao Xiao will become the target of other people chasing and attacking. If he has gone, there will be no such concerns, because that place, Even the warriors rarely step on foot.

But there is danger everywhere, and I do n’t know where I can survive safely.

In this way, I still have to go to Dongyu.

He secretly decided that, after breaking the Star Sea, he set off to find a small whereabouts.

After making up his mind, Yang Kai adjusted his mood, turned his head, and gazed fiercely towards the mountains and rivers.

Before the birth of Shanhe Zhong, dozens of martial arts stared at him and pursued to this place, and now there is only one of them in the void, and the rest of them leave and die, and they have a lot of time. Try to refine this mountain clock.

Qi Hai said that this mountain and river is a rare treasure, which was brought out by the Yuanding Emperor from the wild ancient land. If it can be refined, then this trip of broken star sea will not come in vain.

But for such treasures, it is definitely not easy to refine them.

Yang Kai didn't know how to refine it. He could only try the method Qi Hai mentioned before.

Emperor Yuan Ding had withstood it in 1981 when the bell slammed and died. Only then was it approved by the spirits and removed from the wild and ancient areas. Yang Kai can only paint a calabash.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, adjusted his state to the best level, and walked towards the mountain and river clock step by step.

I don't know what the reason is. At the moment, the mountain and river clocks are introverted, and even the mysterious and magical patterns on the surface are no longer visible. Just like a shabby ordinary clock, even if it is thrown in front of the world, the world will not look at it.

But it still gave Yang Kai a feeling of a sleeping dragon, as if it would wake up when he was awakened.

In a few moments, Yang Kai came to the front of the mountain and river clock, beyond his expectations. Until here, the mountain and river clock did not have any changes.

He held his breath intently, concentrated on it, and stretched out his hand carefully, stroking towards the clock.

At the moment when Yang Kai's palm touched the mountain river clock, the mountain river clock suddenly shook slightly, and a world-like sound suddenly sounded in Yang Kai's mind. In that voice, there was a sigh of wildness and destruction. Yang Kai's power made him dizzy for a moment, as if brought to the ancient barren period by the torrent of time.

In my mind, inexplicable phantoms emerged one after another.

Among those illusions, there is a scene of the sky breaking apart, there is the difficulty of the tsunami and hurricane, just like the end of the world, the tide of the world is full of power.

There are strong giants naked, overhead, stepping on the ground, walking proudly, wherever they go, all spirits retreat.

There were the first warriors who moved mountains and seas, flew into the sky, cast great magical powers and fought against the disaster of heaven and earth, and sought that vitality.

There are countless Holy Spirits fighting against each other, robbing the site, the blood is scattered on the ground, the world is broken, the world is upside down.

The vicissitudes of the sea and the vicissitudes of the sea seem to last for thousands of years.

Yang Kai groaned, if the whole person was hit by a mountain, his mouth spit out blood, flew upside down, gliding in the void, his face pale as paper, and his breath was disordered.

It took a while for Kung Fu to suddenly sit up on his knees and meditate on his healing strength.

The pain in my mind was almost unbearable. It was a trauma on the soul of the gods. For others, I was afraid that I could not recover. I could only wait for the soul to dry up and die.

Even if Yang Kai has Wen Shenlian, recovery is not an easy task.

Not only that, Yang Kai also noticed that a strange power invaded his body with the shock of the mountain and river clock. This power was unclear, but he did not do much harm to himself, but just gave himself a special trace Blur induction.

Yang spent ten days of effort to completely repair the wounds on the soul, and the strange power also allowed him to completely refine it. In the midst of the world, he seemed to have gains, but he was extremely misty and uncertain.

After opening his eyes, Yang Kai pondered for a while, and stood up again towards the mountain and river.

In a few moments, as in the first time, he was flew out by the mountain and river Zhong Zhen, blood spewed out, and lost half his life directly. After getting up, he quickly healed his wounds.

In the following days, Yang Kai has been repeating this process. He was shocked and healed. He continued to try to refining and conquer. Then he was shocked and healed ...

The most fortunate thing for him is that he has cultivated a strong body and possessed the heaven and earth treasures such as the colorful Wen Shenlian. No matter which one is missing, it is not enough to support him to carry out such a move. Even if he is not killed by the shock on the spot, it will leave a dark wound Hidden danger, but his strong physique and Wen Shenlian are enough for him to recover completely.

And with the passage of time, his recovery time has become shorter and shorter, and the injuries he has suffered each time have gradually become lighter.

The strange power accumulated, and he gradually realized what kind of power this was.

Two months later, Yang Kai was finally able to withstand the blow of Shanhe Zhong and was safe, but flew out again in the second blow.

Three months later, he was able to withstand five shocks in a row.

After half a year, twenty times.

Sixty times a year later!Progress can be called rapid.

One day a year and a half later, Yang Kai was covered with vicissitudes, his ragged clothes, his head covered, and the ragged clothes were covered with blood coagulated residue, which looked extremely bleak, but his breath was more powerful and deep Unpredictable.

He closed his eyes, his hands covering the surface of the mountain clock.

At this moment, this piece of Honghuang Yibao once again restored the appearance of Yang Kai's first sight. The whole body was radiant, and the countless complex pictures and texts on the surface of the clock body were swimming like fishes.

A bell sounded in Yang Kai's mind, and every sound was enough to make a warrior at the peak of Daoyuan Realm spit up blood and retreat.

But the expression on Yang Kai's face was sweet, not only did he not feel the pain, but also a very rewarding look.

Boom ...

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times ... Yang Kaiwen didn't move.

Fifty times, sixty times, seventy times ... His expression finally became more dignified, but still no harm.

It wasn't until after seventy times that the noise from the sea of ​​knowledge made Yang Kai's face slightly pale, his body full of blood and blood, and it seemed that he could not support it at any time.

But he remained motionless, suffering the violent shock of the mountain and river clock.

It wasn't until the eightyth time that Yang Kai suddenly groaned, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person flicked slightly, almost flew out.